Originally posted to Fiction with Friction in 2008
By popular demand, here’s the next chapter of Eric and Bobby.
Sorry folks, I think this is it.
©2008 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved
Why was Eric so nervous?
As it turned out, Eric had only gotten to spend a small part of the weekend with Bobby. All hell broke loose at Bobby’s parents’ house. He’d spent the next few days dealing with their inability to handle his being gay. Since he’d only been in town for a few days anyway—had to get back for his summer job—that had ruined their chances of getting back together more than once. Bobby’d been really sweet about it, though. He’d called Eric every night on the sly, explaining that he didn’t tell his parents about Eric because he didn’t want to cause Linden Grove-type trouble. Eric knew well enough what he meant even if he couldn’t care less. Thinking back on it, he should have been more assertive, more seductive, more something to get into Bobby’s pants one last time.
But that would all be rectified very soon. Bobby had called him just last night and asked to see him. He was on his way now. Bobby had called him. He’d been trying to summon the courage to call the man for nearly two months and then Bobby had called him. Bobby was driving from the Los Angeles to Santa Barbara because he wanted to see him. Eric was over-the-moon excited.
What did that mean? Continue reading Glory Boy – part 3